Broken Bow - Eulogy for the Common Man | Текст песни

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Sequestering sycophants and selling their souls
brain washing marauding and stirring the coals
the old has just rendered a hole in the new
taken it all for the new lucky few

his eyes are all glassy as he steps to the street
raping and killing his family will eat
he knows it is wrong but keeps moving along
others misfortune helps him sing his song

He laughs in the faces of the broken and bruised
although in his heart he knows he's misused
a screw on a cog bolts inside a machine
laundering lifetime the money is clean

the demon inside him urges him on
he wages a war but all his strength is gone
he searches for hope but he finds nothing there
he steps off the stool and falls into thin air

this is my story it is your song
it's written by no one the words are all wrong
my soul is a cesspool but no one can tell that
if this is life then i sure welcome hell.

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